Chapter 21 Be my driver first (Please collect and recommend)

"Congratulations to the host for completing [Side Mission 3] and obtaining 5 points of disposable attributes."

"Task evaluation: Grade A (qualified)."

The moment Nie Zhangqing bowed his head, a system prompt message popped up in front of Lu Fan's eyes.

Lu Fan's heart moved slightly.

This time the mission evaluation was actually A-grade!

This gave Lu Fan a pleasant surprise, as he was rewarded with 5 disposable attribute points. With these attribute points, Lu Fan could enter the 2nd level of Qi Refining.

Lu Fan was filled with mixed feelings. He could finally level up...

It’s really not easy.

It’s my first upgrade, and I’m a little excited.

The rain stopped. The rainstorm came quickly and went away quickly.

The dark clouds were blown away by the wind.

The bright moon, like a jade disk, hung in the sky.

The moonlight shines down like a layer of veil.

Nie Zhangqing knelt on the ground and kowtowed, his forehead soaked with water.

He thought about it for a long time before making the decision to follow Lu Fan.

Because this decision is difficult.

It's not just because of his arrogance as the tenth Taoist master.

It's also for the safety of Lu Fan and Nie Shuang.

He, Nie Zhangqing, was an abandoned disciple of Dao Zong and was hunted down by Dao Zong.

Once he follows, Lu Fan will inevitably be implicated.

However, Lu Fan ordered the killing of Han Lianxiao without hesitation, and Nie Zhangqing realized that his worry was unnecessary.

Ever since Han Lianxiao died, Lu Fan was probably ready to bear Dao Zong's wrath.

So... Nie Zhangqing finally chose to follow.

The "spiritual pressure" that Lu Fan just displayed belonged to a cultivator, and he... wanted to learn it.

Next to Nie Zhangqing, Nie Shuang also knelt stubbornly.

He imitated Nie Zhangqing's movements and kowtowed as well.

He said in a baby voice, "Me too."

Phew.

Ni Yu, who was holding the umbrella handle with both hands, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Lu Fan came back to his senses from the system prompt, and couldn't help laughing when he saw Nie Shuang's behavior.

"Okay, get up."

"Follow and get one free, I'm making a profit."

Lu Fan chuckled.

Nie Zhangqing pulled Nie Shuang up from the ground.

"From today on, you will follow me. I happen to be in need of a driver. You can be my driver temporarily and teach Xiao Ni martial arts."

Lu Fan said.

In the past, Lu Fan had difficulty walking, so he could use a wheelchair for short distances, but if he wanted to travel long distances, he had to use a carriage.

“Yes.”

Nie Zhangqing bowed.

"Xiao Nie...you should also practice martial arts with Xiao Ni."

Lu Fan glanced at Nie Shuang who was being led by Nie Zhangqing, smiled and said.

"Let's see who among you becomes a second-rate warrior first. The one who does it first will be rewarded handsomely by the young master."

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, tapped the handle with his fingers, and said.

Ni Yu, who was holding an umbrella, suddenly brightened up his eyes.

Nie Shuang also raised his head suddenly and pursed his lips.

"Sir! Xiao Ni will definitely not let you down!"

Ni Yu's chubby little face turned red with excitement and his fighting spirit was high.

Then, he gripped the umbrella handle tightly and looked at Nie Shuang provocatively.

Nie Shuang said little, just clenched his fist, and everything was said without words.

Nie Zhangqing touched Nie Shuang's head lovingly.

"Well, it's getting late, you are a little tired..."

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand and pinched his nose with the other, saying lazily.

"Itsuki, dispose of the body."

"Sister Ning, push me back home." Lu Fan said.

"Old Nie, you can bring Little Nie to live in the mansion."

Nie Zhangqing pursed his thick lips slightly.

He actually had a lot of questions to ask Lu Fan.

When he got the cultivation method, he tried it according to the method of blood-moving technique, but it had no effect. He thought that the so-called immortal fate was fake.

As for the "Sword Controlling Technique", controlling the sword without restraint... and killing the enemy several miles away, in his opinion, it was even more of a fantasy.

However, after seeing Lu Fan exert his spiritual pressure, he suddenly believed it.

Lu Fan said that he was missing an important opportunity, and he was curious about what that opportunity was.

"Young Master... the master asked us to go to the Chen family to collect a piece of land as rent, but we are not going?"

Ni Yu, whose face was red, seemed to remember something and asked.

This reminder made Lu Fan stunned for a moment, and he remembered the purpose of going out today.

"Okay, let's go to Chen's house."

Lu Fan rubbed his brows and nodded.

This piece of land is very important to Lu Fan. He needs this land to build his own transcendent power.

And this piece of land will become the base for him to create a fantasy world.

"Old Nie, go back and pack up, and report to the Lu Mansion tomorrow?"

Lu Fan glanced at Nie Zhangqing, who was soaking wet, covered in wounds, and whose collar was still dripping with water, and asked.

"No need to pack. Shuang'er and I don't have much luggage. We can just follow the young master."

Nie Zhangqing held Nie Shuang's hand and bowed his head respectfully.

"good."

"Sister Ning, give him a bottle of golden wound medicine."

Lu Fan nodded and said to Ning Zhao, then he stopped talking.

Ning Zhao took out a small bottle of healing medicine and threw it to Nie Zhangqing, then pushed the wheelchair out of the narrow alley.

Ni Yu followed closely with an umbrella.

Lu Fan glanced at her, smiled and rubbed her head, "The rain has stopped, no need to cover it."

Nie Zhangqing picked up the backpack, put away the pork, and slowly followed Lu Fan, holding Nie Shuang's hand.

When Yi Yue and Lu Fan and his group disappeared at the entrance of the alley, their eyes shifted to Han Lianxiao's body.

Her emotions were somewhat complicated.

Han Lianxiao, the ninth Dao Sect leader, almost killed her with one move.

However, such an existence was like an ant, being pressed to the ground by the young master and unable to move.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

It turns out that the young master is so strong.

She must become as strong as the young master, so that she can protect him and be respected.

Yi Yue raised her head and looked at the moon that was like a jade plate, her eyes gradually becoming firm.

Then, she whipped the whip in her hand, picked up Han Lianxiao's body and the bodies of two first-rate warriors in the distance, and walked out of the alley.

There was only a pool of blood on the ground.

The strong smell of blood still lingered in the air.

…

Lu Mansion.

In the study.

The candlelight flickered.

It had been raining heavily outside the window all night. At this moment, only the accumulated water on the vermilion carved window eaves was dripping continuously.

On the chopping table, Lu Changkong held a brush, stroked his sleeve with one hand, and wrote on a brocade scroll with the pen falling as fast as the wind.

Soon, the writing was completed.

"Lao Luo."

After the ink dried, Lu Changkong shouted towards the door.

The carved wooden door opened.

Luo Yue, wearing dark armor and holding a sword, stepped into the study.

"Take this letter and ride as fast as you can to the Imperial Capital to report to His Majesty. I will set out tomorrow to personally escort the captured martial arts master to the capital."

Lu Changkong said.

"Be sure to hand the letter to His Majesty personally."

Luo Yue took the letter and clenched his fist solemnly.

"I will definitely not disappoint the city lord."

Lu Changkong smiled and said, "The world is going to be in chaos... These martial arts masters have always obeyed the orders of the national teacher, but now, they have surrendered to the enemy at the critical moment."

"If it weren't for Ning Zhao, Beiluo City would have already fallen, and Tan Taixuan's army would have already marched straight to Huanglong and reached the Imperial Capital."

Luo Yue was silent. As a trusted general under Lu Changkong, he was well aware of the seriousness of the matter.

"Back then, the National Master walked around the martial arts world with a feather fan and a scholar's robe, suppressing all the major martial arts sects. Even the hundreds of schools retreated to the mountain gates. Now that the National Master is old, these people in the martial arts world have begun to riot again."

Lu Changkong sighed.

Luo Yue also took a breath and said coldly: "These people don't learn their lessons!"

"Times have changed. When the late emperor passed away, the era of the national master was over..." Lu Changkong was silent for a while and sighed softly.

"Go ahead."

Lu Changkong waved his hand.

Let Luo Yue leave.

Luo Yue clasped his fists, left the room, put on his helmet, and left immediately, ordering his men to prepare their horses.

Lu Changkong was wearing a scholar's robe, standing in front of the vermilion carved window with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the moonlight outside the window.

"Old Huang, how is Fan'er?"

Lu Changkong suddenly spoke.

I don't know when.

A dark shadow appeared silently in the room.

A hunched figure, with rain still dripping from his body, bowed to Lu Changkong standing in front of the window and said, "During the heavy rain tonight, the young master killed a Taoist priest and walked away."

"Oh? Dao Zong walking?"

"Which one?"

Lu Changkong said with his hands behind his back in slight surprise.

"A song of 'Tide Ballad', by Dao Zong Ninth Han Lian Xiao." The hunchbacked figure spoke hoarsely.

"The ninth Dao Sect master is the Five Sounds Master who likes to play the flute?"

Lu Changkong raised his eyebrows.

"How did you kill him?"

Lu Changkong was a little curious. With Ning Zhao's strength, he might not be able to kill Grandmaster Wu Xiang.

The hunched figure was silent, and he didn't know how to describe the scene.

Because of the distance, he couldn't see it clearly.

Is he going to say that the flute master, who was lying on the ground in front of Lu Fan like a fool, was stabbed to death by Ning Zhao's sword? Too weird...

"Forget it, let's kill him. The one in the Imperial Capital has started to exert his strength. Dao Sect will not dare to move in the short term. Continue to protect the young master... Although Ning Zhao has entered the Grandmaster stage, he is still too young after all."

Seeing that Old Huang couldn't say anything, Lu Changkong waved his hand and said.

"Yes, sir."

The hunched figure bowed.

Then, it exploded and disappeared in the room like bubbles being dispersed.

Lu Changkong, standing in front of the window, narrowed his eyes.

He raised his hand.

In his palm, a light blue light flowed, and that ray of spiritual energy floated up and down in his palm at will.

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